Four kilometers away from the center of the battle, the infantry group of USSF observed everything unfolding from a distance. The golden spectacle before them was clear, and everyone couldn't help but admit that the power of the Vatican was beyond their expectations. They now realized the immense power that was capable of purging nations during the crusades era.
But amidst the awe of everyone in the group, one particular individual appeared tired and exhausted.
"Hey, John, are you alright?" asked a dark-skinned man, expressing concern for his tired companion.
"I'm fine, just really tired from all those shock-waves," he replied, his voice reflecting his weariness.
But in reality, he had been struggling to preserve his own life. The explosive holy power, despite not being directed at him, had nearly reduced him to ashes. The only reason he had managed to endure for this long was due to a special artifact that had been prepared specifically for him.